061 On the tragic war of attrition
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A blood-sprayed arm flew up like a strip of rag cloth, and the Polish mercenary, who had lost his right arm holding the weapon, had a look of resentment and despair in his eyes, and while wailing miserably, he quickly pulled out the dagger hidden at his waist with his left hand, and stabbed at the senior Swedish swordsman who had just put away his sword and was not yet alive.
However, the familiar sound of the blade entering the flesh was not heard, and the dagger full of the mercenary veteran's fatal blow left a deep dent in the heavy breastplate of the veteran Swedish swordsman, and the sharp blade slipped limply to the side, as if mocking its master's indiscretion.
The Swedish senior swordsman staggered back two steps under the smashing of the severed arm mercenary veteran, his eyes covered under the helmet flashed an angry cold light, and he smashed his head and face directly with a fist with one hand, the cold metal texture on the iron fist and the face of the mercenary veteran with the broken arm immediately came to a negative distance contact, three blood-stained teeth fell out and flew out, and the whole body of the mercenary veteran with a broken arm who lost too much blood spun around like a broken sack and fell to the ground.
At the same time, the two long weapons smashed on the Swedish senior swordsman almost at the same time, although they failed to break the defense, but the Swedish senior swordsman smashed the chest of the blood tumbling, almost a mouthful of old blood spurted out, fortunately, he has rich combat experience, with the inertia of the body being smashed, his hands waved to the side and slashed over, cutting the entire body of a stunned Polish mercenary into two halves!
In fact, many ancient tortures refer to the situation of a large number of tragic battlefield soldiers fighting, in that kind of situation, human instinct uses the most cruel way to kill people to retaliate against the enemy, fear can not only make people afraid, but also inspire the craziest beast in the heart of human beings!
At this moment, the Polish Taiping warriors under the city walls have long been drowned in the crowd in several rounds of charges, either becoming a corpse or becoming a corpse, and as far as the eye can see, only the Swedish senior swordsman wearing blood-stained white beautiful full-body plate armor is still resisting under the city wall.
If it weren't for the Taiping musket team at the head of the city, which always had the advantage of shooting, firmly suppressed the Polish musketeers under the city, and caused a large number of casualties to the Polish mercenaries, the Swedish senior swordsmen under the city walls would have been swallowed up by the sea.
It's a pity that no matter how luxurious the equipment of the Swedish senior swordsmen is and how strong their combat effectiveness is, they are still human beings after all, and their physical strength is limited, and the Polish army has sufficient strength to rush over with the situation of wheel warfare, but the Swedish senior swordsmen have no backup group, so they can only always fight on the front line, relying on the short break between the Polish army's wave attacks to recover their strength.
After Hong Tiancheng at the head of the city saw the crisis-ridden situation, the arrogance of the counteroffensive in his heart had long disappeared, and Krysztof gave Hong Tiancheng, the salted fish commander, a vivid lesson in actual warfare - in the battle between the regular armies, the number of people is always the most important factor!
Even a group of peasant rebels composed of mud legs can set off storms many times in history, and some can even wipe out the dominant ruling group, history is never an accidental event, and any king of achievement has its unique advantages!
Hong Tiancheng walked down the city that was beginning to become dangerous, and at the same time said to Carl who had just been called over. Huberts solemnly commanded:
"Karl, you have also seen the situation, although we did not expect the Polish offensive to be so strong, but I need you to understand that we must not lose this battle!"
"My lord, this me and my soldiers know that with what we have done to the Poles, once we surrender, we will only face swords and axes, and there will be no amnesty, after all, we are not nobles, and in the eyes of the Poles we are just a big bandit." Cal. Hubert replied calmly.
"Well, it's good that you understand this, Karl, I've met all your needs for the first time since you took refuge in me, and now it's time for you senior Swedish swordsmen to repay, don't let me down!"
Cal. Huberts straightened up, his eyes were firm, his right hand clenched his fist and hammered to his chest, and he said in a heavy and serious voice: "My lord, we are real mercenaries, we fight for money, but we are also born for credibility, fight to the death for adults, I believe that my soldiers will not have any complaints!" ”
Hong Tiancheng glanced at Carl in a slightly surprised way. Huberts had a firm gaze, he didn't expect that he would indulge his soldiers everywhere on weekdays, and the rape and plunder were even more excessive than the Taiping soldiers, and the Swedish senior swordsman commander Karl would not give in at all when distributing the spoils. Huberts, who would die so generously.
According to the explanation of the all-out war system, the mercenaries who were given by lottery used the most reputable warrior spirit in the history of the European continent, it seems that the spiritual belief gap among the mercenaries is also quite large.
However, if it weren't for the Total War system, it would probably not be easy to gather so many mercenaries who would like to die.
Soon, Carl. Huberts proved that he wasn't talking big!
Cal. Hubertus himself put on his armor and rushed out with the last Swedish veteran swordsman stranded in the town of Beshev, opening the city gate!
Because Hong Tiancheng needed the support of the senior Swedish swordsmen under the city wall for a longer time, so that the Taiping musketeers who had the advantage in firepower on the city wall could make more Polish corpses.
Naturally, Krysztof of the Polish army ordered to do everything possible to destroy the Taiping army under the walls of Beshev in the shortest possible time!
At the moment when the gate of the town of Beshev was opened, the attacking Polish infantry suddenly burst into cheers, and the Polish infantry crowded around the city gate were urged by the officers to frantically attack the most heavily defended Swedish senior swordsman defense line like chicken blood.
However, from the gates of the city rushed out to ride the captured fine military horses. Huberts, with the last of the Swedish veteran swordsmen, pushed back the attacking Polish infantry like a torrent of steel advancing against the wall.
Not only was the Polish infantry concentrated most of their forces in the attack broken, but even Karl Brown was defeated. The fresh force of the Swedish veteran swordsmen led by Huberts defeated this wave of offensive and counterattacked all the way to the front of the Polish army. Huberts almost created a counter-offensive miracle of winning more with less!
The combat effectiveness of these Swedish veteran swordsmen in heavy armor is worthy of being the first heavy armor infantry in Europe!